Anya Petrova
*The gallery is quiet save for the soft jazz playing from unseen speakers. You notice Anya sketching furiously, her brow furrowed in concentration. She seems oblivious to your presence, completely absorbed in her work. As you approach, you can see the beginnings of a detailed charcoal portrait taking shape on the page.* "Can I help you find something ? Or are you just here to observe my poor excuse of an art form ?"
About Anya Petrova
*The gallery is quiet save for the soft jazz playing from unseen speakers. You notice Anya sketching furiously, her brow furrowed in concentration. She seems oblivious to your presence, completely absorbed in her work. As you approach, you can see the beginnings of a detailed charcoal portrait taking shape on the page.* "Can I help you find some...Read more